How do you even start a chapter about someone who made it their mission to ruin people’s lives, mostly for their own twisted sense of superiority? Let me introduce you to Torendal—a bully with a severe case of delusional grandeur, convinced that being a dominant male was his birthright, even though he couldn’t even dominate a dandelion in a windstorm.
At the center of his reign of terror were two of the kindest, most supportive people in the guild: Sathrian and Kirselo. Now, you’d think that someone like Torendal would be able to appreciate lovely people, but no. He seemed to take it as a personal offense that they existed.
Take Kirselo, for instance. Sweet, kind, and a joy to be around, but for reasons no one understood, Torendal loathed them. There was no reasoning behind it, no in-game or out-of-game issues. He just didn’t like Kirselo, which became a massive problem. On one occasion, during a raid, Torendal kicked Kirselo out, not because they made a mistake or did anything wrong, but simply because he didn’t like them. Just imagine—kicking someone out of a raid purely because of your petty dislike for one of the loveliest people around. That’s how ridiculous this man was.
And the bullying didn’t stop there. Torendal made it his mission to constantly belittle and push Kirselo around. His favorite pastime seemed to be nitpicking every little thing Kirselo did, both in and out of character. As a guild, we were all frustrated by how he treated them. It was infuriating, seeing one of our most beloved members being bullied by this insecure tyrant.
But let’s talk about Sathrian for a moment. Poor, sweet Sathrian. In the grand tradition of completely nonsensical leadership, Torendal banished Sathrian for sitting quietly and reading in-character. That’s right. Simply reading. In-character. For this “crime,” Sathrian was exiled for a week. Logical? Absolutely not.
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Naturally, being the mother hen that I am, Aleskia followed Sathrian and we began our own RP journey together. Harmless, right? Just two characters supporting each other through the nonsense. But of course, Torendal caught us roleplaying—because he apparently had nothing better to do than stealth-spy on his guildmates—and decided that we were not allowed to roleplay together anymore.
Out of character, I was all, “FU Bud,” but Torendal wasn’t having it. So Aleskia and Sathrian started sneaking around like rebellious teenagers. We would meet up in secret, continuing our roleplay sessions, with Aleskia offering gentle advice while Sathrian unburdened himself.
Until, of course, Torendal caught us AGAIN. Like a persistent fungal infection, he just couldn’t stay away. This time, he banished Sathrian for two weeks. The reason? Clearly because the guild adored us, and Torendal couldn’t stand that anyone was more popular than him.
Meanwhile, Torendal was off in the distance, writing cringe-worthy wedding vows for his in-game marriage to his girlfriend while we were left fuming over the injustice of it all. The sheer audacity of it!
It got so bad that we, the sane guild members, held a secret meeting to discuss what needed to be done. We decided that Torendal had to go. We tried reasoning with him, explaining how his behavior was damaging the guild, but he wasn’t having any of it. So, in a glorious fit of petulance, he handed leadership over to Dandaren and stormed out of the guild. Good riddance to a total twat.
But it wasn’t enough just to have him leave. Oh no. In-character, Torendal had been attacked at Seradane, and being the creative and spiteful bunch that we were, we turned his disappearance into a guild-wide search. We enlisted the Forsaken—who, bless them, were paid in Torendal’s body parts—and the Goblins, who, being pragmatic capitalists, were paid in gold.
The message was clear: time is money, friend, and Torendal’s time had officially run out.
And so, we rid ourselves of the plague that was Torendal, leaving him in the dust as the rest of us returned to doing what we loved most—roleplaying, having fun, and supporting one another. As far as I’m concerned, the only good thing Torendal ever did was leave.
Good riddance to a complete twat.